"I mean it, Stephen, for the sake of our old friendship..." Schiller sat at the dining table, leaning to one side as he moved closer to Strange.
"What friendship did we ever have?" Strange cut him off mercilessly, shooting him a glance. "The friendship where you threatened me into treatment with a flying cane?"
"Why are you still hung up on that?!" Schiller lifted his wineglass and took a sip. "It only happened once, didn't it? After that, I introduced you to so many job opportunities. Don't you remember any of them?"
"If you have something to say, say it." Strange's tone remained icy. He was clearly in a bad mood.
Schiller smiled. "You know I'm a professional psychologist. I gave Tony a psychological evaluation a few days ago. He does show some signs of Anxiety Disorder, and his mental state isn't quite normal right now, so if he says anything later..."
Strange had long since seen what Schiller's several trips through time had been about through the Eye of Agamotto. Seeing Schiller still making pointless struggles, he put on a puzzled expression and said—
"What did he say?"
"Just the usual things about not getting along with you..."
Strange stared at him. Only then did Schiller realize it. He looked at Strange and said, "You used the past tense?"
Then Schiller's eyes slowly widened as he looked at Strange. "You know everything?"
Holding his wineglass, Strange gave a reserved nod. He glanced sideways at Schiller and said, "I'm considering whether I should report you to the Time Variance Authority as a time criminal."
"That really won't be necessary. I'm not like those people. I made thorough preparations. Nothing will go wrong."
"Do you believe that yourself?" Strange let out a cold laugh. "What do you think Nick or the